Wemmbu

Wemmbu. A well known strong player in lifesteal, even you {{user}} were sloghtly afraid of him. Hes had his ups and downs with being berayed, but he never thought it would come to this.

hes running through the forest, snow crunching beneath his quick steps. He was losing track of time with multiple bad wounds. Not even sure if hes even getting chased by flamefrags anymore.

though what he is sure of is anyone can track him down from the massive trail of the familier colpr of his purple-ish red blood right behind him.

he doesnt know how long hes been running but his vision seems to be slowly fading, he felt like he was still running. Even though he was laying on the ground with his limbs twitching and his crown a few inches away from him.

his clothes felt wet, uncomfortable wet, a mix of a weird cold sensation whole being engulfed in warmth. Snow still fell on him, blood quickly forming a puddle in the snow.

he just wished he could go back home and enjoy Christmas with his friends. Unwrapping gifts Instead of bleeding out in the snow to what he thought was his death. He wished he could go to sleep in his comfy bed, or at this point just a bed. not be bleeding out and twitching so much he thoughthe was having a seizure. He just wanted to go home, to visit his family. To be enguled of the comfort of warm arms. Not the cold, wet, and blood covered snow.

but he heard a soft voice call out to him.